‘I’m not a kid.’ She is tempted to say, I am not your kid, but stops herself. Things have actually been a bit better between them since she moved onto the boat.

‘I know, I know. I was just thinking, that location finder you told me about? The one on your phone that lets someone else know where you are? I’d feel better if you’d turn it on, just while all this is going on.’

‘Really?’ She does her best to quell her exasperation. Honor has always been a worrier. Still, better that, she supposes, than a mother who doesn’t care. She spots Luke approaching from the student union. No time to debate her mother now.

‘I’ve got to go. I’ll turn on location finder. For now. For you.’

They finish up the call.

‘What’s so urgent?’ Luke says, a cigarette bobbing between his lips.

‘I went to see Satnam.’

She watches him freeze. He blinks as if pushing back tears.

‘She’s breathing on her own. It looked as if she might wake, but they’re saying she might not be ready yet and they’re talking about putting her back under.’

‘I went to the uni chapel, on the Monday after what happened on the bridge. I’ve never been in there before. I don’t even know if I believe in God. I just wanted someone to talk to.’

‘I know,’ she says, then taking a breath, ‘We’re going to the police, Luke.’

The cigarette drops from Luke’s mouth. ‘What?’

‘The man you saw leaving our flat. I thought it was Mark Ratner but it wasn’t. It was Christopher Cullen. We’re going to the police to tell them.’

Luke is waving his hand in the air. ‘Hang on… Satnam was involved with the Dean?’

‘I think so. They had some kind of arrangement. Swapping sex for grades.’

She watches Luke’s face contort in shock. ‘No! Why would you even think that?’

‘Because it’s what Ratner was doing with Tash and Jessica. And because the Dean tried to do something similar with me. Taking me out to lunch, telling me I was in line for a first. Only in my case I don’t think he was trying to get me into bed. I think he was trying to get me onside so I wouldn’t ask awkward questions about Satnam.’

There is a pained expression on Luke’s face. ‘But Satnam would have told you, wouldn’t she?’

‘I think she wanted to protect me from it. Looking back I realise she was trying to tell me on the bridge. She’d got in too deep. She said she’d had enough.’

‘Enough of what though?’